I wanted to use the car so I dropped mum to work. On the way home I was driving along the main road and I saw one of mum’s friends, an aunty waiting at the bus stop. I waved at her and smiled being my friendly self. I was waiting at the red lights and next thing I see in my rearview mirror is the aunty dashing towards me. Eh?
Before you know it, she opens the car door and jumps into the passenger seat. Am I being carjacked? Hold on, this is an aunty who I know.
I look at aunty with a confused expression.
Aunty: I need a lift home.
Me: Erm, I’m going to my friend’s house [Is aunty going to gate crash? And more importantly, where does aunty live? Am I really going her way?]
Aunty: Yep just drop me home.
Note to self: I must always keep the car doors locked at red lights.